Some new noise in the street struck his quick ear.

He ran to the window and looked out eagerly.
"Who opposes me ?" reiterated Danville.
"Hark!" exclaimed Lomaque, raising his hand.

"Silence, and listen!" The heavy, dull tramp of men marching together became audible as he spoke.

Voices humming low and in unison the Marseillaise hymn, joined solemnly with the heavy, regular footfalls.

Soon the flare of torch-light began to glimmer redder and redder under the dim, starlight sky.
"Do you hear that?
Do you see the advancing torch-light ?" cried Lomaque, pointing exultingly into the street.